At The Club - Jacquees & Future

Well, Friday night Has finally come around And me and my baby gonna Head for a spot we found We're gonna forget our cares And dance on into the night Down at the club (down at the club) Whoa, everything is out of sight (Down at the club) down at the club We're gonna say that it's all right For two bits and a dollar They've got a swinging show or you Whoa, yes, they do And the band won't quit Til everybody tell them to And when they place that slow dance You can hold your baby tight Down at the club (down at the club) Whoa, everything is out of sight (Down at the club) down at the club We're gonna say that it's all right Hey, they've got lots of pretty Dancing girls for the fellows But, oh, you better watch out In case your baby get jealous Now some people might like to sit And watch a picture show But if that's what your plans are Don't ask me to go Cause I'll be where the good times Last til the early morning light Down at the club (down at the club) Whoa, everything is out of sight (Down at the club) down at the club They're gonna say that it's all right It's all right (it's all right) It's all right (it's all right) It's all right (it's all right) Let me tell you, it's all right...

This shit, this shit, this shit, it's like Velveeta You see what I'm sayin'? It's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) I'm too rich to be sober I done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers Gave a thousand bags to the soldiers I done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah) I ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back) I ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back) You can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave) I done ran away with the bands (Yeah) I done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face) I done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away) Got the whole world takin' Xans (The world) Ben Franky out the gang gang, turnt up to the max (The max) My lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked My wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs My chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs My right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs My pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) Blast off in a toy (Uh huh) Whip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh huh) Sadity shit like McCartney (Huh) My whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-Huh) All my white bitches like it (Uh-Huh) Sendin' a tip where to strike it (Uh-Huh)

You gon' let the world know and let her know You know what I'm sayin'? Let them know how you feel (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Yeah, you know that I'm about it Don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, sometimes you gotta let a female know You not just a regular dude, not the average It's hard to compare to this shit Really out of the ordinary, you know what I'm sayin'? Chance of a lifetime, you feel me? You a one of one, girl Yeah, you're all that (yeah) Me and you alone, picture all that Let's take a chance on each other, don't wanna hold back (nah) But if you do just (oh, woah) let me know so I know how to move (ayy, what?) Cartier'd your wrist and I VV'd your neck King of R&B, but I got D-boy tats (slatt) Bought the Maybach truck off one of these VEVO checks (uh-huh) And if they ever tell you different, don't believe the news Yeah, you know that I'm about it Don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, you know that I'm about it I don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me You a one of one, girl Yeah, you all that Picture me and you alone, that's picture-perfect Took a chance on each other, don't want you to hold back But if you do, then let me know so I know how to move Platinum VVS, emerald cuts on your wrist Real trap nigga, gettin' popstar checks Cop the double-R off one of these Billboard checks If they tell you anything different, don't believe the news Girl, you know that I'm about it We ain't gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, you know that I'm about it I don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Yeah, you know that I'm about it I don't even gotta talk about it You know I'm not just anybody So don't even try to play shy with me Cartier'd your wrist and I VV'd your neck King of R&B, but I got D-boy tats (slatt) Bought the Maybach truck off one of these VEVO checks (uh-huh) And if they ever tell you different, don't believe the news (nice, yeah)